That reaction coming from her is beyond exciting, loving the way she digs her nails into him especially. Before he can relish in it, however, she's intent on torturing him again; which is something he could never even consider hindering in any way. Still he attempts to protest, as futile as it is with her dainty, perfect fingers teasing him like that. "N-no," he all but gasps, his head falling to the pillows again in an attempt not to squirm. When he opens his eyes and sees her grinning down at him, however, it causes his belly to flip-flop.

"Maybe," he amends carefully, licking a bead of sweat from his moustache and trying to clear his absolutely covetous gaze as it settles on her once more. "A little."